The adopted brother

Eve opened her eyes to the morning her body was properly covered with the duvet and her windows were shut the heater was turned on. He must’ve been here in her room. He was the only one who could have done this.

Her hands grabbed her phone if she’d missed a call when she was asleep but there was nothing.

She walked out of the room, Detective Ernest was downstairs with some of the cops. She glanced over them but Wesley wasn’t with them.

“You’re awake?”

She nodded. “You came early.”

“That’s because you woke up late.” He looked up at the clock on the wall. She followed his gaze and smiled nervously. She walked into the kitchen.

“You haven’t gotten a call yet have you!” Detective Ernest yelled towards the kitchen.

“Nothing yet.” She yelled back and had water down her throat. She found a meal that was covered in the cabinet.

She half smiled. He was probably the one who did this.

“I think he’s gonna call soon so be ready, you would ask to go alone but don’t worry we would be behind yo